After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

"Sister, you should bring more people with you when you travel recently. I'm worried about Chu An traveling alone, so bring a few more secret guards." Wen Zhimiao said softly.

Shi Wanyue responded softly: "Okay."

Wen Zhimiao hugged her and rubbed against her. Shi Wanyue turned around and hugged her: "Don't worry so much. I will do my best to protect myself. Trust me, okay?"

"Of course I believe you, sister." Wen Zhimiao kissed her and then put his chin on Shi Wanyue's shoulder.

"Being an emperor isn't that good." Wen Zhimiao muttered softly.

"No freedom at all." When he was the crown prince, he could go wherever he wanted, but now that he has ascended the throne, he can no longer do that.

After all, when he was a prince, he didn’t have to make such a big fuss when he traveled. Now as an emperor, wherever he goes, it’s a big fuss. It’s not that I can’t go, but I always feel like I have to bring a lot of people with me when I go out.

Shi Wanyue chuckled and kissed her lips. After the kiss, Shi Wanyue held her cheek and said, "I will accompany Miaomiao."

Wen Zhimiao was a little happier then.

Shi Wanyue reached out and held her hand: "Do you want to take a shower?"

"Okay." Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently and followed her to the bathhouse.

Shi Wanyue was quite free today and even helped Wen Zhimiao to scrub his body.

But as I rubbed it, something gradually started to feel wrong.

Shi Wanyue held the softness of Wen Zhimiao's body in her palm, and applied a little force with her five fingers.

The red lips fell on Wen Zhimiao's neck, and then left a kiss mark on Wen Zhimiao's slender white neck.

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but hum softly, and then said to Shi Wanyue in a somewhat soft voice: "Sister... there will be an early court tomorrow, don't..."

Shi Wanyue gently bit her earlobe and said, "Your Majesty is far away from the court officials, so you can't see it. Besides, your court dress is thick and will cover it up."

Wen Zhimiao felt her lips slowly moving down his back, his palms going deeper and deeper, and his breathing unconsciously became heavier.

"Then...then can we not do it here, okay?" Wen Zhimiao pleaded in a low voice.

Shi Wanyue hugged her and agreed to her request in a gentle voice.

The two of them returned to the bedroom intertwined. Wen Zhimiao sat on the bed first, and Shi Wanyue sat astride her, her fingertips slowly moving down Wen Zhimiao's throat.

Then he teased the beautiful Hongyu in a naughty way.

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but lean over and bite her shoulder: "Sister~"

The young and energetic man couldn't stand her teasing.

Shi Wanyue put his arms around her waist and kissed her again, and unknowingly his fingertips touched the place that could not be seen normally.

With her fingertips slightly raised, Shi Wanyue looked carefully at the expression of the person under her.

Wen Zhimiao would occasionally be unable to resist and hold Shi Wanyue's hand, but would quickly let go.

Until Wen Zhimiao climbed up to the clouds with his body tense.

Shi Wanyue slightly separated her fingertips, and saw the thin silk thread connecting her slender fingertips.

Wen Zhimiao shyly reached out to cover her eyes: "Don't look."

Shi Wanyue's lips curled up slightly: "Miaomiao saw it first."

Not only did he look at her, but he also kissed her in a naughty way. Thinking of this, Shi Wanyue felt an indescribable sense of shyness.

Shi Wanyue wiped her hands, and Wen Zhimiao took a sip of the water from the bedside. Shi Wanyue said she wanted to drink too, so Wen Zhimiao leaned over and fed her a sip.

But as their lips and teeth intertwined, the atmosphere in the tent seemed to become ambiguous again.

Wen Zhimiao put down the water cup and left a kiss below Shi Wanyue's collarbone.

Looking at her masterpiece, she raised her lips with some satisfaction.

Then the gift-giving exchange began.

Shi Wanyue's body was not as sensitive as hers, but she could not stand her continued teasing.

It was past midnight, Shi Wanyue was lying on the bed, Wen Zhimiao leaned over and kissed her back, his fingertips sliding down her back.

There were many more marks on the originally smooth and white back. Wen Zhimiao lay down beside her, stretched out his hand to hold Shi Wanyue in his arms, and kissed her again with satisfaction.

Shi Wanyue was indeed more proactive than her, but her physical strength was still better than Wen Zhimiao, who had been running around since childhood and was a little tired now.

Wen Zhimiao held her in his arms, and Shi Wanyue turned around to face her and fell asleep soon after.

During the morning court session the next day, Shi Wanyue almost couldn't get up, and it was Wen Zhimiao who coaxed her up.

It was obvious that every time it was Shi Wanyue who started to torment Wen Zhimiao, and in the end it was always Shi Wanyue who was tired. Wen Zhimiao couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

In the afternoon, Shi Wanyue made an appointment with the person behind the scene who claimed to be the Princess of Beirong to meet at Taoyuanju.

Naturally, she did not go there herself, but sent a trusted person dressed as her with guards.

Shi Wanyue sat in the villa outside the palace where Wen Zhimiao had been before, waiting for news.

As she expected, the other party was not from Ao Dun, and the so-called cooperation was not a trap set for her.

Wen Zhimiao also learned about this, and even though he had expected it, he still inevitably got angry.

"Kill him." Wen Zhimiao said coldly.

"Here."

Shi Wanyue was not too surprised when she learned that Wen Zhimiao had ordered all those people to be strangled and left only one leader. It was completely natural for Wen Zhimiao to be angry since the other party wanted to attack her.

One leader was also left and sent to the Supervisory Council.

It is no lie to say that there is no information that the Supervisory Yuan cannot obtain.

Since the person had been cleared out, Shi Wanyue no longer kept an eye on him and just waited for news from the Supervisory Council.

There were still things to deal with at the Censorate, so Shi Wanyue prepared to go back and deal with them before returning to the palace.

I won’t be able to have dinner with Wen Zhimiao in the evening.

But no one expected that those people would be so bold as to ambush Shi Wanyue on her way back to the palace after finishing her official business at night.

As soon as Shi Wanyue's carriage drove out of the Censorate, a group of men in black appeared.

The location chosen was where the defense of the government office and the guard of the imperial palace were disconnected, and it was also the time of shift change.

Shi Wanyue was sitting in the carriage, and Chu An was protecting her outside.

"Sir, please don't come out. When the time comes, Chu An will find a way to get you back to the palace." Chu An's firm voice came from outside.

Shi Wanyue responded softly: "Okay, be careful."

Her martial arts skills are not as good as Wen Zhimiao's, and she would probably have a hard time facing these professional killers, so it would be better to leave it to the guards.

The location and time were planned so well. The person who came up with the idea must be very familiar with Yunjing City, and is also familiar with the time and scope of each guard. He must be someone in the court.

The position does not necessarily have to be very high, and those in high positions of power may not understand these things so well.

Shi Wanyue thought calmly that this might be the accomplice.

Suddenly, an arrow flew through the carriage window and headed towards Shi Wanyue.

Shi Wanyue quickly dodged.

She pulled out the sword hanging next to her. There was a noise from the carriage, and Shi Wanyue immediately came out of the carriage.

They came well prepared and in large numbers, so they became targets in the carriage.

As soon as she came out, Chu An protected her by his side.